The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Thalos stammered, "W-Who are you?"

"We told you." Zark snorted coolly. "He's the famous chief of Mystic Sky Guild!"

Thalos sighed in relief—in a way, he wished that was true, as his defeat would make sense if that was the case.

No one would mock an ant for losing against an anteater... though it went without saying how helpless Thalos felt, comparing himself to an ant.

"Apologies, and farewell!"

And once Thalos understood that he was no match for Frank, he stopped attacking altogether and struggled to his feet.

He was going to bring his son along and bail, when Creed moved to stand in his way.

"Out of my way, Creed! Don't push it!"

Thalos was well aware what Creed was up to and tried to push him away and flee.

firm like a mountain, and with himself

you're not going to honor it, Mr. Cumur. Be a man, and

"You're really pushing it!"

went without saying that Thalos was seething, though it was only now that he understood why Creed had the audacity to suggest

and his son were unconscious, he

Creed where he

one who drives a friend off the brink. But you and your son had been mocking the man relentlessly-at least apologize

stone. After all, whether Thalos was

the Cumurs, apologizing was basically admitting that they had been provoking Frank, but not apologizing would

Thalos snapped at

that the chief of Mystic

laughing. "You're

Cumur. Don't flatter yourselet

not afraid of you!"

nothing

he and Haran left, the guests all flocked around